A Letter to the People Who Just Kept Walking

I'm wondering why you just kept walking.
Why when you saw them, you didn't really see them
As worthy of help, or warmth, or even eye contact.
why you were able to pass by and move on
with your day; to go have lunch, go to work,
see your family without stopping
to at least ask if she was ok.

Why you could just trudge forward after passing
someone so young, and cold, and alone
sleeping on the concrete.

And maybe you didn't just continue on.
Maybe you still think about the her and regret
Maybe you aren't the only one because
I kept walking too
And I'm still wondering why

- Claire Suto